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POEMS 

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CHARLES W. RODGERS 



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Charles W. Rodgers 



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Contents; 

1. When From Slumber Thou Awaken. 

2. This is the Season of Advent. 

3. In the Manger Lies a Stranger. 

4. Christmas Wishes. 

5. The Holy Days of Lent. 

6. The Tragedy Divine. 

7. This is the Day for Rejoicing. 

8. Christ is Risen. 

9. Angelic Choirs are Singing. (The Ascension.) 
10. Emanuel's Transfiguration. 

IL Thro' Thy Power O Sweet Redeemer. 

12. Save Us 6 Lord, Or We Shall Perish, 

13. Forgive Rabonni, Please Forgive. (At Retreat.) 

14. Where the Heart Finds Peace and Rest. (First 

Friday.) 

15. My Redeemer Now is Coming. (At Holy Com- 

munion.) 

16. Purest Virgin At Thy Shrine. (At Mary's Shrine.) 

17. The Holy Hour. 

18. Dwellings of Christ. (The Holy Places.) 

19. Mother of Christ, Pray for Us, Pray. 

20. Jesus, Son of Mary, Hear My Prayer. 

21. Spend An Hour Near Jesus. (The Stations of the 

Cross.) 

22. Come to My Holy Altar. (At the Mission.) 

23. St. Aloysius Pray for Me. 

24. We Bless Thee Holy Spirit. (Confirmation Hymn.) 

25. O Good St. Joseph Hear Our Prayer. 

26. O Blessed Spirit, Paraclete. (At Vespers.) 

27. Lord Thy Mercy Now O'erw^helms Me. 

28. O Sacred' Heart With Love O'erflowing. 

29. Thou Art Dear to Thy Creator. (All Souls Day.) 

30. Lighting a Candle at Thy Shrine Mother. 

31. Ere Thou Sleep. 

32. O America, Our Nation. 

229 Berkeley St., at Boylstox, Boston, Mass. 



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When from slumber thou awaken 
And behold the morning light, 

Know that God hath brought thee safely 
Thro' the perils of the night. 

Thank Him for His gracious mercy, 
Humbly kneel and to Him say 

That no act of thine shall grieve Him 
Thro' the coming hours of day. 

Ask Him for His blessed guidance 
That thy footsteps may be sure 

As thou run thro' pleasure's gamut 
Or thy toiling work endure. 

Let thy Saviour be thy model 
Then tho' joy or grief be thine 

Every deed shall be a prayer 
Wafted on to God divine. 



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STljfe M ®f)e ^easfon of ^bbent 

This is the season of Advent 

When the Faithful give serious thought 
To the coming of Jesus, our wSaviour, 

Whom the world for long ages hath sought; 
This season the Church would remind us 

That the earth is a vanishing lure, 
That to win in the fight for God and His right, 

Our hearts must be humble and pure. 

This season the Church would entreat us 
To prepare for the coming of Him 

Whom the Father hath sent to His people 
To release them from bondage of sin; 

So with blessed St. John, The Precursor, 
Let us now strive to be in accord, 

Living just as we should, being happy and good- 
Making straight the way of the Lord. 



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3n tjje jWanger ILxt^ a g>ttanger 

In the Manger lies a Stranger 

— There's no room in house nor Inn — 
And this lowly, Infant holy, 

Will save the world from stain of sin. 

Choirs of angels came from heav'n 

To sing their hymns of praise and love, 

Heaven voicing earth's rejoicing 
At this great Gift from God above. 

Came the shepherds to adore Him — 
Came the wise men from afar, 

And their royal hearts were loyal 
As in the heav'n they saw His star. 

And His Mother, blessed Mary, 
Knowing Gabriel's words to Her 

Saw the meaning of the gleaming 
Gold and Frankincense and Myrrh. 

Come, ye Faithful, join in worship, 
Let your glad hosannahs ring; 

For this Stranger in the Manger 
Is our Redeemer, Lord and King. 



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Don't you wish when you're reading the Story of Christ 

That you lived when He walked upon earth, 
And saw the bright star over Bethlehem's hills 

Which shone on the night of His birth, 
And were out on the hills with the shepherds that morn, 

To hear the angelic choirs singing, 
And then hastened onward with them to the Crib, 

Where the wise-men their presents were bringing? 

Don't you wish you were children in sweet Nazareth — 

That you knew little Christ as a Child 
Watched over by Joseph and Mary most pure 

Whom sin had not stained nor defiled? 
And that you were a playmate on whom she would smile 

When you with the Christ-Child were playing, 
And He loved you just as He did His own Kin 

And remembered you when He was praying? 

Don't you wish you were children when Christ was a boy 

At the time He was just twelve years old, 
And you travelled with Him up hill and down dale 

The feast of the Pasch to behold — 
That you aided the mother to find her lost Boy? 

Her sad eyes in sorrow beseeching 
Soon sparkled with pleasure when she found the Child 

"Midst the Doctors explaining and teaching." 

Do you know that the Christ-Child has granted your wish 

Just as long as the world will endure 
He lives His life over and over again 

For those who have hearts good and pure: 
So on Christmas when you visit Bethlehem's Crib 

And hear the angelic choirs singing, 
Jesus, the Christ-Child will smile in your face 

For He knows the pure heart you are bringing. 



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atfje l^olp 3iaj>s( of iLent 

Forty days of fasting 

In the desert lone and wide, 

Forty days of prayer 

On the dreary mountain side, 
Forty days of anguish 
Ere His friend denied Him thrice, 

And He redeemed a sinful world 

By His atoning sacrifice. 

Forty days of resting 

From the glamour of the world, 

Forty days with Jesus 

With His standard now unfurled, 
Forty days of sorrow 
That we grieved Him by our sin — 

And when the Easter dawn awakes 

We'll sing a paean in Praise of Him, 



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Walk with Christ to Olive Grove 

To the garden of His tears, 
Where Judas hath betrayed Him 

Amidst angry mocking jeers; 
Close not your eyes in sleeping 

But with Jesus watch and pray — 
He needs some human kindness 

On this Crucifixion Day. 

Feel the thorns that press His brow, 

How the scourge His body seared! 
Resent the soldiers' insult 

When they spat upon His beard, 
Condemn Pilate's injustice 

And the rabble's fiendish glee 
When Christ, the Lord, was sentenced 

And Barabbas was set free. 

Go with Him to Calvary 

With the one He loved, Saint John, 
Weep with Mary Magdalene 

Still in grace she follows on; 
Pray with the virgin mother 

From her Son she would not part, 
Grieve for His mother's sorrow 

For the sword hath pierced her heart. 

Weep for Christ, the Lamb of God, 
While He stumbles o'er the ground 

The cross upon His shoulder 

On His way to Calvary's mound; 



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Pity Christ His sacred thirst 
Taste the bitter gall they gave; 

Dread sin hath caused His anguish 
That all mankind He might save. 

Hear the brutal soldiers jeer 

While His garment they divide, 
See the water gushing forth 

Where they pierced His sacred side: 
Weep loving tears of sorrow 

For each thoughtless sin of thine, 
'Twas sin that caused the horror 

Of the Tragedy Divine. 

(Good Friday.) 



tCJ)fe3(s:3ff)eiaa|>Jfor ^Rejoicing 

This is the day for rejoicing, 

From our hearts all sorrow hath fled; 
Whom the Virgin gave birth 
Hath now conquered the earth — 

To-day Christ arose from the dead. 

This is the day of His triumph, 
By all men His truth is esteemed; 

Now at last they are sure 

That the Word will endure — 

Each pledge that He gave is redeemed. 

This is the day for thanksgiving, 
For death we've no longer a dread; 

With the Lord by our side 

Will the tomb open wide — 

Thro' Him we shall rise from the dead. 



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Christ is Risen! from on High 
Hear the choiring angels sing, 

"Man's salvation now is nigh," 
Is the message that they bring. 

Christ is Risen from the dead 
Proving all He prophesied, 

Making true each word He said 
Ere the Lamb was crucified. 

Sing His praise, Christ is Arisen, 
Let the bells with gladness ring — 

For the grave is not His prison, 
Death no longer has a sting. 

Christ is Risen glorious 

On this gladsome Easter morn; 
Over death victorious, — 

And this day His church is born. 



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angelic Cijoirsi are Ringing 

Angelic choirs are singing 

Hymns of gladsome Praise and Love, 
Jesus, King, hath now Ascended 

To His throne in heav'n above. 

All His work on earth hath ended 
In glory Christ hath now Ascended. 

Cathedral chimes are ringing, 

Sounding sweetness in accord — 
Heaven and earth are celebrating 

The Ascension of the Lord. 

Earth and heaven's choirs are blended 
To-day hath Christ, the King, Ascended. 

(The Feast of the Ascension.) 



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Cmanuers; ®ranjB((iguration 

Lo! He stands on Thabor's mountain, 

The Lord Who brought the world salvation; 

There Peter, James and John behold 
His glorious Transfiguration, 

Emanuel our Lord and King 

Thy Name we praise. Thy glory sing. 

Lo! stands Moses and Elias, 

Great Prophets of the chosen nation; 

Their prophesies are now fulfilled 

In Christ, the Lord's Transfiguration. 

Tell the vision to no man. He said 
'Till Christ be risen from the dead. 

Lo! as white as snow His garments, 
The One Who saw the world's creation; 

Like the sun His face is shining — 
Emanuel's Transfiguration. 

Jesus, our Lord, our God and King 
Thy holy Name in praise we sing. 

(Feast of the Transfiguration.) 



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Ztxo* SCfjp ^otoer, g)ttieet Bebeemer 

When the leper by the roadside 
Cried to Thee to make Him dean 

Thro' Thy love his prayer was answered 
By Thy power and might supreme. 

When the widow was in mourning 

And her heart with sorrow bled 
By Thy power Thou brought her comfort 

Raising Lazarus from the dead. 

At the marriage feast In Cana 

Thou made water into wine 
Thou hast power, O sweet Redeemer, 

To transform this heart of mine. 

When the sinner showed repentance 

And a firm and true belief 
Thro' Thy power, O sweet Redeemer, 

Thou forgave the hardened thief. 



Bring me back into Thy favor 
Keep my soul from all sin free 

Thro' Thy power that in a moment 
Calmed the stormy Galilee. 



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Save us O Lord, or we shall perish 
In this frail bark on life's raging sea 

Calm the waters of a sinful world 
All our hope is placed in Thee. 

Save us from the storms of hateful sin 

Command them O Lord, that they shall cease 

Still the tempest in our wayward hearts 
Keep us safe with Thee in peace. 

Thou art the Lord of the land and sea 
The wind and the wave obey Thy call 

Calm the passions of my sinful soul 
My Lord, my God and my all. 



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jforgibe J^ahonnu pieas;e Jf otgitje 

I humbly kneel at Thy tribunal 
My sinful past O Lord to bare, 

And sorrowing I ask Thy mercy 

Thy loving peace once more to share: — 
Forgive Rabonni, please forgive. 

I strike my breast in bitter sorrow 
To mend my way I here resolve 

No more my life shall cause Thee anguish 
My sinful past, dear Lord absolve: — 
Forgive Rabonni, please forgive. 

(At Retreat.) 



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Mfiere tfje J^eart Jf inbs; ^eace anb 3Res;t 

Bring your sad hearts, worn and weary 

With temptation, grief or sin 
To the healing font of mercy 

Where our Saviour waits within 
To receive and give refreshment 

That sustains each wearied guest. 
In the holy tabernacle 

W^here the heart finds peace and rest. 

Bring your cold hearts, hard and bitter 

With privation, pride or strife 
To the gentle, blessed Saviour 

In the Sacrament of Life: 
Here the haughty will is humbled 

When you take Him to your breast 
And receive His love and mercy 

Where the heart finds peace and rest. 

Bring your glad hearts, warm and cheerful 

With the fire of faith divine 
To the sacrificial altar 

And partake the Bread and W^ine: 
Here your joyous soul refreshing 

With our Saviour's Great Bequest 
At the sacred banquet table 

Where the heart finds peace and rest. 

(The First Friday.) 



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Mv ©^^^ 3&ebeemer iBtoto M Coming 

My dear Redeemer now is coming 
Within my heart once more to dwell, 

Ah! gladly do I here receive Him 
With happiness no tongue can tell. 

I feel Thy sacred Presence near me 
Thou Mighty God to be my guest! 

O keep me pure when I receive Thee 
O sacred Host within my breast. 

O sweetest Jesus do not leave me, 

Be Thou my strength and constant guide, 

When Thou art near I fear no evil, 
O keep me safe, with me abide. 

(At Holy Communion) 



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^uresft "^Tirgin at W^v ^fttine 

Purest Virgin at thy shrine, 

I pray that thou wilt intercede 
That Jesus, holy Son of thine, 

Will grant to me each grace I need: 
Thro' thee did wedding guests rejoice 

When He renewed the marriage wine 
O plead to Him with thy dear voice 

To hearken to each prayer of mine 

Thou who wep't beneath the cross, 

With sorrow-stricken Magdalene 
Whom Jesus cleansed from earthly dross 

O ask that I be made as clean: 
Thro' thee ere victory was won, 

Thy loved Son made me His brother 
To thee He saith, "Behold Thy Son" 

And to John "Behold Thy Mother." 

(At Mary's Shrine.) 



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In silent prayer O blessed Saviour 

Before Thy font of peace we kneel 
To offer Thee our love and homage 

Whom bread and wine doth here conceal: 
Thy blood was shed O dear Redeemer 

That we might live for Thee alone. 
For each misdeed and sinful pleasure 

O let this hour with Thee atone. 

In silent prayer and adoration 

We praise Thy true Divinity 
Our faith renewing in Thy Presence 

While we adore the Trinity: 
This holy hour is for Thee only, 

Our thoughts, our hearts, our love is Thine, 
O sacramental, hidden Saviour, 

Most Sacred Host, our God Divine. 



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©tpellings; of Cfjrifi^t 

THE HOLY PLACES 

O sweet Bethlehem 

O'er thy hills shone a gem 
That glittered above thee so bright, 

It was the new star 

That was seen from afar 
To guide men on that Holy Night. 

Dear Nazareth blest 

By thy most holy Guest, 
The Saviour Who came down to earth, 

You sheltered the three 

Joseph, Mary and He 
Who took on Himself lowly birth. 

Yes, fair Galilee 

And thy neighboring sea 

Thy fame will forever endure. 
Entwined is thy fame 
With the Lord's Holy Name 

Who brought men the Gospel most pure. 

Jerusalem, thine 

Is a name most divine. 
His footprints make thee sanctified, 

He cried over thee 

Ere He suffered for me 
On thy cross was He crucified 

And Thou Rome so fair 

Doth this holiness share, 
With thee hath His church found a home, 



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We heed to the voice 
Of the Paraclete's choice — 
Christ's Vicar 'neath St. Peter's dome. 

May each holy place 

Be a channel of grace 
To keep my poor soul free from sin, 

And aid me to pray 

For His blessings each day, 
Thus help me salvation to win. 



ifWotfjer of Cfjrfet, ^ra|) for u^, ^ra|> 

Thou art ever our friend 

When thy Son we offend 
At His throne, His sweet mercy you sway 

The adored Trinity 

Loves none else like to thee 
Mother of Christ, pray for us, pray. 

Thou art ready to speak 

For the sinful and weak 
Asking Him, His just anger to stay, 

The Man-God whom thou bore 

Loves thee just as of yore 
Mother most pure, pray for us, pray. 

Thou oft go to thy Child 

For the thoughtless and wild 
And adoring, a kind word you say, 

May we ever adore 

Thine own Son more and more 
Mother of Love, pray for us, pray. 



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Jesus, Son of Mary, hear my prayer: — 
When for loved ones lost I mourn 
And my heart with grief is torn 

Jesus, Jesus this I know 

That when Thou wert crucified 
Mary stood there by Thy side 

Jesus, Son of Mary, ease my woe. 

Jesus, Son of Mary, hear my prayer: — 
When my conscience speaks within 
And my soul is foul with sin 

Jesus, Jesus help me then. 
Wash away the sinful dross 
With Thy blood shed on the cross 

Jesus, Son of Mary, once again. 

Jesus, Son of Mary, hear my prayer: — 
At the solemn church-bell toll 
For my poor departing soul 

Jesus, Jesus O be near 
Let it not go in disgrace 
All unworthiness efface 

Jesus, Son of Mary, calm all fear. 



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g)penb an ?^our iBtear 3ltmi 

Spend an hour near Jesus 

With His mother 'neath the cross 
'Twas sin that caused His anguish 

And her sorrow at her loss, 
Hearken to His sacred words 

While He's dying here for you— 
He prays "Forgive Them Father 

For They Know Not What They Do.' 

Spend an hour near Jesus 

With the saintly Magdalene 
Who comforted the mother 

Whom the angels hail, their Queen: 
Tho' sin hath crucified Him 

By the cross are men set free, 
So watch and pray with Jesus 

'Neath the cross on Calvary. 

Spend an hour near Jesus 

With His loved disciple, John 
W^ho followed with the Master 

Tho' the others now had gone; 
Be steadfast, true and loyal 

To the faith that God gave you 
And pray — "Forgive Them Father 

For They Know Not What They Do" 



(At the Stations of the Cross.) 



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Come to Mv J^olp ^War 

Come to Me all ye who labor 
And I will give ye rest, 
Come to Me all ye who weary 
All ye who art oppres't 
And I will soothe thy sorrows 
And still the storms of strife, 
Come to Me for refreshment — 
For the Bread and Wine of Life. 



Come put on thy wedding garment 
Come, hasten to the banquet hall 
Partake the sacred Food of Christ 
Who gave His life to save ye all. 

Come to Me all ye in darkness 

And I will give ye light, 

Come to Me all ye who are astray 

And I will guide ye right, 

Come to Me all ye who hunger, 

Ye need the Food Divine, 

Come to My holy altar 

For the sacred Bread and Wine. 

(At The Mission.) 



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g)t, ^lo^iiu^ ^rap for jMe 

O sweet and gentle guide of youth, 
Whose heart from sin was ever free, 

Thy soul hath seen the bliss of truth, 
St. Aloysius pray for me. 

Our blessed mother loved thy voice 
When it arose in fervent plea — 

With her in heaven you now rejoice, 
St. Aloysius pray for me. 

Teach me to guard my wayward heart 

And live in holy purity, 
Teach me to know life's better part, 

St. Aloysius pray for me. 



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Me Mt^^ ^ftee S^olj^ Spirit 

{Confirmation Hymn) 

We bless Thee Holy Spirit 
Thou guide of God's true law, 

Thro' Thee we know His Majesty 
And worship Him in awe. 

Confirm us Holy Spirit 

Thou blessed paraclete, 
With all Thy seven-fold gifts of grace 

O make our lives complete. 

Descend, O Holy Spirit, 

Our weary hearts inspire 
And strengthen us, O heavenly Dove 

With Thy celestial fire. 

Protect us Holy Spirit, 

Thy favour we implore. 
Decree that we in heav'nly bliss 

The Trinity adore. 



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® (goob g)t, 3Fos;epf) Hear ©ur draper 

O spouse of Mary, Patriarch, 
Faithful to thy holy dream, 
Protect thy children of the faith 
Lead them to happiness supreme. 

O father Joseph, sanctified. 
Patron of the church of God, 
We pray thy aid that we may walk 
The holy way thy steps have trod. 

O blessed Joseph, glorified. 

Toiler for the Word Divine, 

The Holy Child Whom Mary loved 

Will grant for us each prayer of thine. 

O holy Joseph, guardian, 
Mary's grief thou oft did share. 
Be thou a solace in our need, 
O good St. Joseph hear our prayer. 



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JSIegjSeb Spirit, paraclete 

O Blessed Spirit, Paraclete, 
True essence of the God divine 
Illume our hearts with holy light. 
On us Thy wond'rous glory shine. 

O Holy Spirit, Infinite, 

Our clouded souls seek light to live, 

Bestow on us Thy constant care, 

To us Thine endless kingdom give. Amen. 

(At Vespers.) 



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When the proud and haughty angel 

'Gainst the Most High did rebel, 
The dread abyss did Thou create 

Into which his cohorts fell — 
Yet when Eve did not obey Thee 

And from paradise was sent 
Thou didst promise a Redeemer 

And thro' Him did Thou relent. 

Lord, to bow my head in sorrow 
Seems a trifling thing from me 

Yet Thou saith there's joy in heaven 
When my heart returns to Thee. 

Tho' Thou saith unto Thy steward 

Who in dealings was unjust 
That no longer could he serve Thee — 

That he must forego his trust; 
Still with all my grievous sinning, 

Is Thine anger slow to vent. 
Lord, Thy mercy now o'erwhelms me — 

Gracious Saviour I repent. 



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® S>acreb J^eart MitI) ICobe ©'erflotoing 

O Sacred Heart my soul is pleading 
For Thy sweet love beyond compare, 

Remember not my wayward friendship, 
Once more Thy sacred bounty share. 

Give me the faith that never falters 
Grant me Thy love that never dies, 

The fullest grace of Thy Redemption 
O Sacred Heart Thy love impHes. 

Thou art the Light that clears the shadow, 
Thy love the wind and wave doth calm, 

And it shall be for all my sinning 
O Sacred Heart the healing balm. 

Far sweeter than seraphic music 
Is Thy sweet breath of love to me, 

O Sacred Heart, with love o'erflowing 
My humble love I give to Thee. 

(At Devotions To The Sacred Heart ) 



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tICftou art Bear 3Co ®f)j> Creator 

Thou art dear to thy Creator 

His image stamps thy brow, 
He gave to thee His only Son 

Redeeming thus the vow 
That He made unto thy parents 

When they lost paradise: — 
He gave thee Christ to save from sin 

By His atoning sacrifice. 

Thou art dear to thy Redeemer 

His love surrounds thee still, 
He gave to thee His flesh and blood 

His promise to fulfill 
Ere evil did o'erpower Him 

And Christ, The Lamb was slain: — 
Thou soon will leave thy cleansing place 

And paradise regain. 

(Feast of All Souls.) 



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m^Wm a Canble at tCfjp ^Jjrine, ifWotfjer 

Lighting a candle at thy shrine, mother, 

My heart I lift to thee in prayer, 
TeUing thee my beads one by one, mother, 

Thy fond love for Jesus to share: 
O ask Him to bless me to-day, mother, 

Thy request He will grant I know 
He is pleased when you intercede, mother. 

For thy loved children here below. 

Placing a jewel in thy crown, mother, 

I call thee blessed as thou art. 
Singing thy Canticle of Joy, mother, 

And loving thee with all my heart: 

thou art the truest of friends, mother, 
Thy comfort to me is divine 

1 thank thee for thy kindly aid, mother. 
Lighting a candle at thy shrine. 

(At A Novena To The Blessed Virgin.) 



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€re ®f)ou g>Ieep 

Ere thou sleep, tho' grown aweary 
From the turmoil of the day 

Kneel thou at thy bed in silence 
And to thy Creator pray. 

Ask forgiveness for each thoughtless 
Sin that tarnishes thy soul; 

Ask His aid that thou might ever 
Keep each passion in control. 

Thank Him for His many favors 
Life and raiment, laughter, tears 

All dependeth on His bounty 
Thro' thy few remaining years. 

Pray thy Saviour, ere thou slumber, 
That His love shall guide thee right 

Ask thou that He bring thee safely 
Thro' the watches of the night. 



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lamerica (But i^ation* 

National Song 

Words by Music by 

Charles W. Rodgers Harry L. Harts 

O America our nation fair 

We pledge thee aid in peace or strife, 

Thro' thee comes our inherent right 
To freedom, happiness and life. 

Chorus 
We pledge allegiance to thy flag 

Proud emblem of thy liberty, 
We pledge allegiance to thy God 

Who guards thy noble destiny; 
We love thy rivers, hills and dales, 

Thy peaceful homes where virtue thrives, 
We stand united for thy cause — 

To thee we dedicate our lives. 

From thy broad Atlantic waters blue 

Unto thy golden western shore 
Thy loyal sons and daughters all 

Will keep thy banner to the fore. 

*Dedicated thro' the Military Order of the World War 
to the loyal men and women who served America during 
the World War. 

Adopted by the MiHtary Order of the [World [War 
as their official song and published by the Boston Chapter 
of the Order, 45 Milk Street, Boston. 

Proceeds go to the Hospital Committee for disabled 
vService Men. 

Copies of the words and music may also be obtained 
at the Oliver Ditson Music Co., Tremont Street, Boston. 
Price, fifty cents. 



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